Zheng Huawen is really happy and worried, happy that perfume is so popular, and worried that perfume cannot be mass-produced, just like watching a lot of money not be able to take it.

And because the amount of perfume is not enough, they can't open up other markets.

So during the days when Zheng Huawen went to the capital when Song Baoxuan went to the capital, he went to supervise the progress of the perfume factory.

He also contacted the seller about the machines needed to make perfumes in the factory, but it took a long time to ship them from abroad to China, and after all, there were still various procedures, which was quite troublesome.

Li Dahua gave Song Baoxuan a chopstick dish and asked.

"Xiaobao, what are you doing in the county today? You've just come back, why don't you rest at home for two more days? ”

Song Baoxuan shook her head, there are many things waiting for her to deal with, and she doesn't feel tired now, she was more tired when she first arrived home yesterday, and now she is full of energy.

She said to Li Dahua.

"Mother, I'm not tired, I don't need to rest, and I mainly went to the county town today to see Xiaohui and Ah Yao, as well as Grandpa Zheng."

"Okay, Xiaohui and Ah Yao haven't come back since they went to school, and they don't know when they will come back?"

Li Dahua was a little worried about Song Hui and Song Yao, as for Song Chaobao and Song Qiu, Li Dahua almost forgot.

"You should be able to go home in a while, the school is on holiday for holidays, mother, if you miss them, then wait and go to the county seat with me to see them!"

Li Dahua hesitated, she just had a fight, although she didn't suffer many injuries, but her face was not very good-looking, so it was a bit embarrassing to go to the county seat like this!

She didn't think there was anything to lose her own face, Li Dahua was mainly worried about losing Song Baoxuan's face, her daughter was doing big things, and she couldn't embarrass her.

After thinking about it for a while, Li Dahua decided not to go.

"I'm not going, Xiaobao, you're right, it's a holiday in a while, and then they'll be able to go home."

Song Baoxuan looked at Li Dahua and said.

"Mother, are you really not going?"

"No, you know I'm fainting that thing, if you call Huawen and think he'll come to pick you up, I won't suffer that crime."

Song Baoxuan thought that Li Dahua's motion sickness was really serious, and of course it was better to let Zheng Huawen come over to get the perfume, and his car was more stable.

"Okay, then mother, you have a good rest at home, you have injuries on your body, don't work."

"And mother, remember to rub the medicine again later, so that it will get better faster."

Li Dahua said with a smile.

"Got it, Xiaobao now knows that the nagging mother is coming."

"It's not that mother, you make me feel uneasy."

"What's not to worry about, my mother is such a big person, it's just a little bruise, it's a big fart!"

Song Baoxuan said helplessly.

"Mother, look, you don't care about your body at all, how can you reassure me?"

Song Rongchang said to Song Baoxuan.

"Girl, I will supervise your mother today, and I will definitely let you have a good rest and do nothing."

"Okay."

Song Baoxuan made a phone call to Zheng Huawen after breakfast, and Zheng Huawen helped install the phone number at her house, so that it was convenient for the two of them to contact.

In addition to the phone in the store, only Song Baoxuan's house has a phone here.

Someone answered the phone as soon as it rang.

"Hey, is it Bao Xuan?"

"Well, Uncle Zheng, I just came back yesterday, and I still have a lot of perfume here at home, can you please come and get it?"

Zheng Huawen said very excitedly when he heard that Song Baoxuan still had perfume there.

"Yes, I'll go over now."

After saying that, Zheng Huawen hung up the phone before he had time to say goodbye to Song Baoxuan, and Song Baoxuan was also quite helpless.

It's no wonder that Zheng Huawen is excited, but he has been chased by many people to buy perfume these days.

And he said that there was no perfume, and those people still didn't believe it, not that he hid it.

Although he will control the amount of perfume sold every time, he will not sell a single bottle, there is really no perfume.

The perfume factory has not yet been built, and Song Baoxuan's own perfume can't satisfy so many customers.

Zheng Huawen drove out in a hurry, and he vaguely found a few customers chasing him to buy perfume at the door of his house.

This made Zheng Huawen increase the speed of the car again, for fear that he would be caught from the car.